Lyrics:
Yonder comes Miss Rosie. How in the world do you know?
Well, I know her by the apron and the dress she wore.
Umbrella on her shoulder, piece
humble piece of apple pie
I can't eat you whole
I love you by the slice
Us falling in love was like rolling a dice
Likelihood of being the one was so
rather sit around being fucked up
Pills got me stuck up on these chords, like wrestling
I can shoot like Butler, stay inside just like you Benson
Always
overdosed on Ketamine
Then jumped up out with a better scheme
Full-steaming ahead and headed to get this team to scream
You ain't agreeing?
We ain't being
I took the scenic route to get where I’m at
Can of dramamine with cannabis packed
You don’t panic, I can handle my ass they say I’m
High often
alata
You know I fit die for your matter
And e be like say my head dey scatter
For your back the boys fit surrender oo
I wanna marry you
Also stand by you
trying to front like he's down with
Mount Zion
What's goin' on
Armageddon come you know we soon done
Gun by my side just in case I gotta run
A boy
to the eighty-third floor of a grim,
Gray, evil-looking building
With a sign on the front reading:
'big swifty associates. trend-mongers'.
And what, might you ask, is
business
But you forced my hand tho with that one
Too many times we forced to take action
Not really leaning towards our satisfaction
I'm glad I'm moving
on a true story but your soul is fiction
How you in the kitchen whipping up the biscuits
When u and your team looking corny benson
350z top down headed
get by get by by the word of mouth
No more bullshit no more screams or shouts
My name is not a shout, fuck you talkin bout
Overall my homies good, my
by this guy, F. Ska Fitzgerald
Gatsby was in love with Tom's wife, Daisy
Tom was seeing George's wife, Myrtle, on the side
So Nick helped Daisy
open by the darkness
Deep down in the depths of the subconscious are ravaged memories and thoughts still Being processed but
Numbing the numbing pain
destroys, except in big cities
and there's two reasons for me being here with you today
the first is to make statements that you can let fall where they may
to kick it all the time
By the way I can show you what's between the lines
Give you heaven and hell when they both collide
Prolly all that I know even tho
You're Not Alone (lyrics)
Written by Jennifer Benson, Max Carrillo, Jeremy Valentyne, and Brandon Wolfe
Produced, mixed and mastered by Jeremy
want me dont know what to do with me
Man aint nun of these niggas as cool as me
Say you shooting well you gotta prove to me
Gotta pay for a hit aint
You jail and you kill us
But we won't take anymore
You've stolen damn near everything
From us, and still blame us for being poor
But I got my guns
He is God
He self exist
He is almighty
Omnipotent
You are God all by Yourself
Without You
Nothing will be
With my being
I shout You are the
Most high
Cry My Name by Bloodbath
Reekomposer vocals by Tony Reviere and Joe Benson
You will see
My burning inferno
And there is no way in your wildest dreams
Spend the summertime naturally high
By chopping wood, the next one or five
Saving our money for the county fair
George Jones' supposed to be there
We got
or napsackin' or backpacking
I'm back clapping the beat, back rapping some heat
Back strapped with a piece, no, strapped with some peace
So, when you put your
the ball
You'll end up with me running circles round you like a carou-sal
Carousel
If I'm being honest this ain't faring well
There ain't no tangents I'm
on the wall
That I think my daughter drew as a rainbow
You're standing in a pentacle
Being judged by lower level personnel
Garth Brooks said I have friends in
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